Young man, rich and easy to talk

For a few days, Tang Wuming thought about what Liu Hua said.

Yuan Ping also said that Qianmanmen sent many people to Qiongzhou, but no one knows what the reason is. This Qiongzhou land is not like the gold and silver mines in the southwest of Mobei. Apart from other coveted things, if there is anything worth mentioning, there is only Fufeng Island in the center of Guanghu Lake.

The Qin family on Fufeng Island, with a hundred years of glory, is famous and rich. Although on the surface it is doing business with the imperial merchants, in reality, it is an excellent finale no matter what game it is placed on.

But if Qian Manmen really covets this, what do they want?money?Or is it the owner of Fufeng Manor?Although Fufeng Mountain Villa covers most of the plutocratic and commercial domains in Jiangnan of Zhongzhou, the matter of coercing the emperor to command the princes is too difficult for Qian Manmen.

What exactly do they want Qin Xichao to do?

Although Tang Wuming has been living in Qianmanmen, but he is only in the lowest level of the organization, doing the most trivial tasks. He never informs them of the movements and thoughts of his superiors. mean.

Thinking of this, Tang Wuming felt annoyed for a while, looked down at the light crossbow he was wiping in his hand, and frowned like a twist.

Autumn in the south is not as clear and lofty as Xuanhang Mountain. After the first clear and bright, it will be followed by a few days of continuous gloom. In the end, whether the rain will fall or not will depend on the mood of God. Being able to wait at the bottom, this feeling is like being trapped in a snare of Qian Manmen.

irritable.

Tang Wuming stared out of the window for a while, mechanically wiping the crossbow in his hand.As soon as he lost his mind, he inadvertently pulled the mechanism on the back with his fingers, and the iron crossbow arrow, which was well embedded in the arrow path, bounced out with a "bang", hitting Tang Wuming's palm with great stamina, and suddenly the pain returned. Amazingly, there was a red mark on the palm of his hand, like a ruler thrown down by Mr. Private School.

The palm of his hand was hot for a long time, Tang Wuming cursed in a low voice, threw away the crossbow that was against him, casually pulled a thin cloak from the back of the chair, and covered himself out of the room.

For things that you don't understand, you should talk to Qin Xichao.

Thinking of this, he sighed and walked to the sword court where Qin Xichao practiced his sword every day.

The sky is overcast, not refreshing, and the leaves and branches are also swaying in the lake wind, shedding sparse leaves.Autumn is already deep, but it is not yet extremely cold. The leaves are green and yellow-spotted, and there is no crispy and crispy movement when stepped on.

The Sword Court is located at the corner of the villa, quite far from the small pavilion near the lake. Tang Wuming is wearing a black cloak and his steps are fast.

As soon as he walked to the intersection leading to Jianting, he saw something galloping past in front of him, and a thin figure immediately rolled over and rolled out of the nearby bushes, and then he yelled on his hands and feet, "Don't run!"

The little thing running past flicked its tail and turned around, uttered two "meow--" and then disappeared without a trace with its slender gray tail between its legs.

It turned out to be a half-sized gray cat.

The boy on the ground squatted on the ground, watching the direction in which the cat was escaping, with his arms tightly closed and ready to go, with many broken branches and leaves stuck in his hair.

Tang Wuming looked down at Yuan Le's disheveled face, and two bright red marks were scratched by the cat on his face, so he asked aloud, "Are you... all right? Are you injured?" He stretched out his hand , wanted to pull him up, "It's okay to be caught by a cat, get up and let me have a look."

Yuan Le only stared at the gray cat in front of him, and suddenly felt a black shadow covering his head. Turning his head, he saw Tang Wuming's face clearly. Scan it.

Tang Wuming was caught off guard, his feet were empty, and he rushed towards the ground with his face.There was a real bang, and the head hit the protruding pebbles on the ground, and a bloodstain was made by the sand and stones.

"It hurts, hurts..." Tang Wuming hissed a few times.

"You you you...you go away!" Seeing that he had been tricked, Yuan Le stood up and was about to run away. Before he left, he kicked Tang Wuming mercilessly, kicking Tang Wuming who had just got up again. Kicked over.

"You little bastard!" When Tang Wuming got up from the ground again, the corner of his right eye was warm and blurred, so he had to close one eye, watching Yuan Le flee from him in panic.After watching it for a while, I still feel that this fall was really wronged, and it is really uncomfortable not to let go of this tone!

blah-

Half of the hem of the clothes was torn off, and the blood on his face was smeared casually, and he immediately jumped up and chased after him.

You little bastard who never turns his elbows in, Dr. Wen can't cure you, let's see how I can cure you!

After living in the villa for so long, although Tang Wuming often met face to face, that person never touched him, even scolded him.Yuan Le thought that if he kicked someone this time, they wouldn't do anything to him, and he didn't expect Tang Wuming to come to catch him aggressively this time.

Yuan Le was so frightened that he didn't choose his way, he just ran wherever it was rough and difficult, trying to get rid of Tang Wuming.He ran until he ran out of energy, and carefully checked the surroundings for no pursuers, then stopped, supported his legs and gasped, "Scared, scared me to death..."

As soon as the words fell, the next moment, a big figure in black robe jumped down from the surrounding trees, and knocked down Yuan Xiaole, who had let down his vigilance, right in the middle.

Yuan Le froze, immediately twisted his arms and legs, and hit the people on his body, shouting at the same time.

Tang Wuming dodges the disorderly fist, but he can't bear the unstoppable crackling on his body. Yuan Le uses a heavy knife, and this fist is full of strength even if he doesn't hold a weapon. He couldn't stand it.

"Yuan Le!" Tang Wuming yelled at him, "You try playing again?!"

"..."

Yuan Le lowered his head to look at the hand stuck on his neck, thought for a while, and it was more important to save his life, so he put down his fist honestly, and looked at Tang Wuming with sorrow and resentment in his eyes.

The boy's face is tender, his eyes are big, round and bright, his facial features have not lost the childishness of a boy, and he is holding his mouth bitterly.It's okay to wear black clothes all day long in the mountains to pretend to be old-fashioned, but now Qin Feng dresses up like a young man of a family, with dragging sleeves and a complicated collar, coupled with that face, he looks like a weak little brother.

If it weren't for the faint pain from the fists on his body, Tang Wuming would really feel that he was bullying a child who has no strength to restrain him.

"Alas..." Tang Wuming sighed deeply, came over and sighed again.I was depressed, why did I chase this long distance, and get angry with a hairy kid who has mental problems?

Yuan Le twitched at the bottom, "You...don't kill me! If you kill me, Afeng will come to avenge me!"

Ah Feng, you called me so intimately!

Tang Wuming loosened his grip on his neck, but didn't move away completely. He frowned deliberately to show him, making a vicious look like I'll kill you if you don't tell the truth, and asked , "Then tell me why you are afraid of me, and I will let you go."

"..." Yuan Le hesitated for a while.

The hand on the neck tightened suddenly again, and Yuan Le yelled, "Tell me, I'll say it!"

"Ok?"

"Because, you, you shouldn't be alive!"

"... Make it clear!" Tang Wuming said.

"People who come out of the Evil Spirit Valley shouldn't be alive! Those who live are ghosts, evil ghosts!" Yuan Le hurriedly said loudly, fearing that he would really strangle him to death.

Tang Wuming immediately retorted, "I have never entered the Valley of Evil Spirits."

Yuan Le argued with him fearlessly, "You went in, four years ago! You ran out with blood all over your face, and you were going to kill someone the moment you opened your eyes!" He recalled this, and suddenly his hands trembled, His eyes were flickering and he didn't dare to look at Tang Wuming, "Many people, many people were killed by you, the brothers in the door, you killed them all!"

Yuan Le remembered that that day he just heard that someone had escaped from the valley of evil spirits, so he ran to watch the fun, wanting to see who was so capable of escaping from the in-and-out situation. In the bloody encirclement, a bloody person hit the ground with his head and limbs flying in all directions.Rao is a member of Jueming Hall, and he has never seen such a grand, blood sacrifice-like killing scene.

When the man turned his head to look in this direction, his eyes were blood red. Yuan Le who was hiding behind the bushes was afraid, afraid of his eyes, his hands, and even more afraid of the pool of blood flowing all over the ground.

But who knows, later...

"Shut up!" It felt like a blow to his heart. Although Tang Wuming didn't remember the incident, when Yuan Le narrated everything he saw that day like an overturned basket, Tang Wuming seemed to be on the scene. Under the bloody feet was a severed head, and blood flowed from his body.

He took a deep breath, clasped Yuan Le firmly with his fingers, and said suddenly, "I never kill people, you know, I'm dizzy with blood."

Yuan Le replied, "You don't know, that day you were like Shura from hell."

Tang Wuming looked at the young man's face below, his eyes trembled in panic as if facing an enemy, even his hands were vainly clasping his arms, he didn't even have the courage to slam him away——Yuan Le crawled out of the dead, as long as he wanted to escape, he could break Tang Wuming's arm.

But he didn't, just trembling with fright.

In fact, it was impossible to tell who was trembling, Tang Wuming stabilized his mind and stared at Yuan Le steadfastly, "Did you see clearly, is that person me?"

Yuan Le nodded silently but resolutely.

"..." Tang Wuming was a little flustered, and asked after a while, "...you say it again, when?"

"Four years ago, when I first met you."

Tang Wuming interrupted him loudly, "Impossible! I went up the mountain with you and Yuanping ten years ago, how could it be possible to see me only four years ago?!"

Yuan Ping frowned, "Ten years ago I was still learning martial arts in the mountains, and I had never seen you! You were brought into the Evil Spirit Valley four years ago, and it was then that my eldest brother and I started to get in touch with you! , and then the elder brother..."

"what?"

Yuan Ping gritted his teeth and poured it all out, "Brother was ordered to monitor you."

Hearing this, Tang Wuming suddenly laughed out of nowhere, "You lied to me, what is my identity, is it worth letting someone from above monitor me?"

Yuan Ping did not speak.

After a while, Tang Wuming laughed, and after a long time, he said, "Impossible, impossible, you want to say that the ten years I have lived, these ten years are all my own fabrications? Or Your brain was knocked stupid in the water prison, and you fantasized about something that doesn't exist?!"

When Yuan Le asked this sentence, he already regretted it before Yuan Le spoke up.

It’s just that they were called to go and ordered that way at that time, so they just did it. They may not know the reason themselves, and they don’t have the courage to ask. What is said above is what it is. alright.

Tang Wuming knew that as a pawn, Qian Manmen had no right to know the reason for the order, and Yuan Le had no need to lie to him, it would not do him any good.

After all, it was Tang Wuming who was shaken.

"Believe it or not, anyway, I'm already in your hands, if you don't believe me, just kill me." Yuan Le was stubborn, and let him kill him with his eyes wide open.

"........."

Tang Wuming was stunned, and his subordinates also lost strength, and they loosened the restraint on Yuan Le.Seeing the looseness, Yuan Le straightened up, knocked him over with a palm, quickly jumped up from the ground and ran away. This time, he really didn't dare to turn his head, and disappeared on the Wanzhuan trail in a blink of an eye.

The person on the ground was lying on his side, his face was stiff and he didn't know what expression to make.He raised his hand to have a look, then put it down weakly.

He searched all the memories in his mind, all of which were the daily life with Yuan Le and Yuan Ping brothers in the past ten years, noisy, jubilant, fighting without saying a word, playing tricks together, seeing that they couldn't hold their weapons firmly The young man who was young gradually grew into an outstanding killer and shadow secretary, but he was still very disappointing and failed to practice anything.

This decade, isn't it?

What did Ke Yuanle say... They were only ordered to monitor themselves.

Bong, order, monitor, watch.

"Heh..." The wind rolled up, and it also rolled up a weak and pale chuckle.